Mama's Night Out
Just like Clint Eastwood in Escape From Alcatraz, Mama made it to the main land, for a night. Daddy stayed home and Uncle Nick was her chaperone and escort for the evening.
It was a fuh-reezing wind chilly night. They ran into Emmett's dad James on the way to the big rock show.
And Auntie Zollo was working the door.
Luca's Uncle Dann. If I had been allowed to go out again in Seattle for this night, I would have known everyone.
This is Mama's favorite new band, Past Lives. It was only their second show and Mama says it was A Moment.
This is Dean and Randy who are my Uncle Mike's buddies from L.A. who Mama and Nick know from the world wide web of blog but have not known in person yet. Their band was super great and they, the real guys, were super greater even.
This guy Julian met my mom when she was pregnant with me and I was only just part of the future. Nobody could believe over 3 years have past since then. Apparently for people my parent's age, time is now speeding by like Lightning McQueen.
Liars on stage getting avant weird. (Lying is a bad thing.)
Three bands, a lot of friendly conversation with friends, and good ole Uncle Nick had even pulled the car around to the front of the club when Mama walked out so she could avoid the bitter cold...a solidly good night out! And they made the 12:15 ferry home with hot chocolate and snacks. Ta Da!!!